The big man and I are both at home for the winter. I, on maternity leave, the big man on EI (landscaping is a difficult task in a blizzard!). Given that kind of information you would think that we spent quite a bit of time together, as a family. That is true, sort of.
We are almost always 'together' but separate at the same time. We tend to take on and pass off our parental duties on a continuous basis. The is always one thing or another to do, so we are constantly juggling children, I will make dinner and entertain bambino while The big man plays with the toddler, or I will instill the aid of the young 'un during my meal making while the hubby plays some music to the wee one. Separate but together.
Tonight was different. For a short half hour the four of us sat in the living room and played a super simple, yet pretty entertaining, game that our amazing toddler created. There we sat, three little guitar picks in or hands, seeking the best possible spot we could, to hide them from the one that was hiding their eyes and counting. Hide and seek with guitar picks. Easter come early, without the chocolate or reward, just the game. It was amazing!
This is what I always thought that Christmas should feel like. Excitement, sure, but the beautiful, wonderful, fulfilling feeling of being together with the people you love the most in the world. No bombardment of gifts, wrapping paper or a sense of disappointment filling the room. Just the laughter, the pure unadulterated joy of being together and enjoying each others company. No parenting, controlling, losing control. Just us. Happy. This is what it is supposed to feel like and it is like magic!